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Section 5 The Old Man in the Mountains (5)

 "Director Liu has good intentions!" When he returned home in the evening, Wang Ai suddenly said with emotion: "We Chinese football people are obviously average in strength, but in the football circle, the upper-level people, such as Gao Guizhi, they

, I’m actually quite arrogant. Otherwise, the coaching training course organized by the Football Association wouldn’t have failed.”

"Don't Director Gao cooperate well with Jose?" In the gym in the backyard of Wang Ai's home, Xu Qinglian stretched her limbs and chatted with Wang Ai in front of the mirror.

"That's because he went abroad. It's different for those who stay in China." Wang Ai shook his head: "It's like a mountain across the street. If we ask table tennis players to give us guidance, some people will feel uncomfortable. Director Liu is looking at me and Liu Guoliang

We have a good relationship, so I use my energy to invite people here, otherwise I might ask the people below to make peace with you in the end."

"Can you?" Xu Qinglian leaned back and looked at Wang Ai upside down.

"Hey, these football guys are actually considered skilled workers, and all technical workers are stubborn. If you really can't think about it mentally, they don't care whether you are a high-ranking official or a minor official. Even if they don't dare to fight you, they will play tricks on you.

You are the first to fight, so you won’t be beaten or scolded.” Wang Ai chuckled twice: “In March or April next year, we will have to ask Director Liu to come over and give special guidance. I asked him during the chat tonight, their competition

In the past, psychological adjustment was carried out in stages. For example, there were special methods the day before, the week before, and the month before the competition. You really need to learn this. Forget it, let’s not talk about it.”

Wang Ai sat on the yoga mat, turned around with his hands on the ground, and faced the mirror. Xu Qinglian still maintained the same movements. The tight-fitting exercise clothes were stretched by the stretching movements. Wang Ai suddenly felt interesting, and suddenly reached out and patted her, regardless of

The girl trembled and blushed immediately. After patting it, she pinched it again and muttered: "Put it flat."

Xu Qinglian was so stubborn that she endured the man's hands being frivolous on her straight and straight body. After finishing the action, she turned over and sat down to breathe. Like a cat about to hunt, Wang Ai was still laughing and joking: "Fuck it."

Well, it’s not like you’re scaring me…”

"Meow!" Wang Ai's ears seemed to hear a shrill meow, and then a group of black shadows rushed towards him, pushed him over, pressed his hand, and looked up and down at the lower part of his mouth.

Wang Ai pointed to his mouth: "Here, here, ah~"

Wang Ai stuck out his tongue, and Xu Qinglian let out a "poof" and leaned down to bite his chest muscles. Wang Ai quickly contracted his muscles, "I can't bite, I can't bite!"

The chest muscles and abdominal muscles have been contracted, and then...

"Oh, I'm most afraid of being bitten." Wang Ai exclaimed.

Xu Qinglian pinched Wang Ai's vital part and sneered, am I so easy to deceive?

The two were making trouble when the door opened and Kang Si came in carrying a pot...

More than half an hour later, Wang Ai came out of the bathroom, packed up the few bites of late-night snacks and sent them to the kitchen in the front yard. He walked outside Xu Qinglian's bedroom, where the lights had been turned off, and knocked on the window. No one answered, so he knocked again,

He knocked again until someone asked impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, let's see if you're asleep."

"..." Xu Qinglian probably took a few deep breaths and then slowly said: "Go to bed early, there are still tasks tomorrow."

"I can not sleep."

There was a sound of slippers in the room, and then the curtains were brushed open. Xu Qinglian appeared in pajamas and opened the window a small crack: "It's such a big event tomorrow, so just sleep well tonight, okay? Come to my room tomorrow night.

Come and give me a good talk."

Wang Ai opened the window and shook his head: "Just talking is boring."

Xu Qinglian blushed: "It will take a few more days to leave."

Wang Ai suddenly pointed at her mouth and said, "That's right, right? Let's not be idle tomorrow night..."

Xu Qinglian suddenly opened the window and stretched out her arm to hit Wang Ai. Without waiting for Wang Ai to fight back, Xu Qinglian quickly closed the window, closed the curtains, and turned to go to bed. Wang Ai said outside: "Come to my room tomorrow."

There was no response from inside, and Wang Ai turned around and went back to the room.

At six o'clock in the morning the next day, Wang Ai came out of the room. Li Lin and Zhao Dan were both there. The three of them didn't say anything. They opened the courtyard door and went out for a morning run. They ran all the way to Ditan Park and back. In the winter morning, there was no one on the road.

, so this trip went very smoothly.

After returning home for breakfast, two people with similar temperaments to Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan came. They greeted Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing and then went to the restaurant.

Wang Ai nodded and said nothing to the two of them. He was afraid that he might accidentally inquire about something. Instead, Zhao Dan talked to the two of them for a while.

At 8:30 in the morning, Wang Ai packed up his things at home, walked out of the door and boarded an ordinary Audi car under the concerned eyes of his parents. When he arrived at Chang'an Street, another car came to meet him. Wang Ai saw Yan Shiduo through the window.

and Gao Hongbo.

I felt a little proud that they really accompanied me this time.

On this day, Wang Ai's family, the Chinese Football Association and many others remained calm despite the agitation until the news broadcast at 7 o'clock in the evening.

Yesterday, a large number of morning newspapers, evening newspapers, TV sports channels and lifestyle channels in China reported the news that Brazilian President Lula met with Kaká, the World Footballer of the Year, in the back garden of the presidential palace. Kaka also presented two AC Milan jerseys to the Brazilian President.

So many people, even some internationally, are waiting for China's reaction.

At 7:30 in the evening, the news broadcast ended, followed by the focus interview. People who originally wanted to leave immediately sat down again. Today's focus interview continues the important content of the news broadcast, listing and analyzing Wang Ai's major international football achievements in recent years.

, which includes a large number of interview videos of Chinese fans and Chelsea fans, as well as comments from a large number of professionals, and finally a three-minute collection of Wang Ai’s major matches and wonderful goals in recent years!

The focus interview is over, and rows of subtitles continue to go up. Many bars, restaurants, and squares are noisy again. Also in the living room of Wang Ai's house, the family has just finished watching. Wang Ai looked at his father, mother, and Xu Qinglian.

, kept laughing.

Wang Bin said slowly: "Looking very solemn on the TV, why did I hear the person who sent you back said that you don't miss showing off your treasures?"

"I'm not thinking that the leader is too busy and tired from working all day long, so why not take it easy?" Wang Ai said seriously: "Dad, I am in the cultural and sports field after all. In fact, I am in the same category as cross talk actors.

.There are no major issues related to the national economy and people's livelihood. The leader's meeting with me is ceremonial, but in terms of work arrangements, it is also for the purpose of relaxing. Then I will try my best to make the leader as relaxed as possible."

Wang Bin looked at Wang Ai for a long time, and at Ai Xiaoqing's signal, he nodded helplessly: "Okay, you are such an adult, I won't beat you."


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